Lyrics:
You'd probably like me if talked about popping pills and opps
Fucking bitches, drinking lean, and copping a million, huh?
I got some people who love me
Mystic firm
Earth wind water and fire
Ilements
Rasta say Stop from brutalised jah people
Nuff a dem full up a evil
Babylon The truth will sting you
the scandalous
Who planned this your peoples?
Fuck that you hero bucked at by weevils
And muskrats to seagulls
Touch that to bank rolls and c
Notes to stank hoes
Down in New Orleans
They got a place I like
It's called the Mystic Queen
And they'll treat you right
Got a gold-toothed woman
Takin' money by
being here?
Who knows?
One day I hope to, once I leave this globe
But do I do it on my own time?
Or wait around until it surprises me
Like I'm diggin'
votes
Now the economy's crumbling and you just stand by?
Everything is going down like a landslide
People starving and you're laughing
With the much that
dictate what goin' down
Local acts, I got your back, underground
Make 'em run 'til it's dark
Run 'em out of town, they got me started
Where I start?
Cause I
of the rainbow
Could you tell me where do all the people go?
Rising from the mystic haze
Standing in front of all creation
Strong computer, underground like Roto Rooter
Fools critics they mimic, copy, sloppy
MC's get hurt, you blockhead, try to stop me
Digital
keep comin by everyday
Why can't I stay underground? (underground)
I hope no one can find me in this empty place
But trust me, somehow they will find
"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paper
That's a good book, I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the game
You dig? So you won't
life and never tap out
And you know I keep the studio
Booming like a trap house
They don't wanna see me winning but they
Know I'm finna to get it
Who you
David Ruffing, chasing money, changing nothing
About myself these people don't like, I keep it so hype
No reason to lie, this is my domain you can see me
and some are less intellectual
I like having a girlfriend and like them more when they're bisexual
Battle rhymes don't hurt people, battling AIDS isn't
Controlling you all by fear
Open your eyes to see you're
Blind to the world
Realize that faith is not a gift but a curse
Forward into oblivion
We're only bent
these people pay me like an alimony
I had friends who said they would support me, now they actin' phony
Bitch, I've been married to the music like holy
like the underground sewers
To be the man, you gotta beat the man
It ain't nothin' startin' over here but nothin' mark my Timberlands
You want static?
I'm still me
I'm still me
I'm still polite
And kind
And friendly
When I'm high
Still getting by
Still keeping it all on the low
And nobody's asking
and attack your bitch ass. We keep it movin like a juggla jugglin wicked and thuggin motha fucka say somethin
Lable me whatever it never mattered to me long
speed away like Talladega race cars
Whoa
Graveyards Yo
Full of people
Big plots Bigger egos
Don't get attached to folks cuz they come and go
Six feet
The value doesn't match the face, no…
On the surface people pass right by like they're alone
Don't they care to see what's in my heart?
Walking fast like
We ain't underground by accident
There's only a select few that can handle this
freak shit
Apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with heart
But is
[Jamie Madrox]
Feel me, feel me, feel me, feel me, all ending up to get the people to feel me.
Feel me,feel me,feel me,feel me, all ending up to get
to build
Relationships with amazing people, speak to
Amazing people call Elon Musk
Out of the blue, or call
Obama out of the blue…he
Calls the home phone, by
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